The sun was warm at noon, and a long-tailed cat snored on the warm pyre soaked in the sun.

"Click!"

At this time, the sound of leather boots breaking the dead branches made its furry ears shake, and then suddenly woke up and turned around and leaped, floating to the highest point of the pile of firewood like flowing water. Then, it shrank, raised its round head, and looked at the half-elf ranger approaching it curiously.

As the ranger approached the firewood, the long-tailed cat's tense body gradually became softer, and its shiny amber pupils also showed softness and gentleness.

The Ranger looked at the dazzling sunshine, and seemed a little uncomfortable, so he pulled the brim under the hat a little bit, then threw his body on the pile of firewood without any scruples. The long-tailed cat jumped down from a high place with a "meow" sound, and rubbed his body close to the Ranger with affectionately.

Thorne straightened up, looked at the long-tailed cat that stretched its neck and made him tickled, and chuckled, rubbed its dirty little head rudely. The arrogant little cat protested dissatisfiedly, took action, and leaped and turned around and left.

The Ranger who was petting the cat did not chase him, but took out a rag and a small bottle of ointment from the pocket of the clothes, and then pulled out more than a dozen blood-stained arrows from the quiver behind him, and began to carefully wipe and maintain them.

As the unexpected encounter between the barbarians and the goblins in the quiet forest ended, Thorne moved along with the remaining barbarians until he entered the sphere of influence of Shuangta Town. When he saw a farmhouse, the fleeing barbarians couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and chose to rest here.

In a fierce battle, more than 80 barbarian warriors survived only more than twenty people, and almost every surviving person was covered with colors. Without Thorne's cover behind the team, they would not have easily escaped the pursuit of another group of goblins.

Thorne did not ask about their identity, origin or purpose of going to Falls Town along the way. He only knew that this group should be a nobleman from Shuangta Town, and then took the private guards of the territory to do things elsewhere.

Moreover, in Thorne's attention, he made an unexpected discovery that these barbarians from the extreme north were actually slaves.

The mysterious bard in the carriage who was called the Baroness or hostess by the barbarian and had not appeared yet should have the same identity as him, and he is a player.

After all, the "Ten-sided ambush" made him so familiar. If he hadn't heard this pipa song that impressed him in the quiet Forest, he wouldn't have gone with curiosity, and then out of sympathy, he saved the unlucky group of besieged by the goblins.

In other words, a female player who seemed to be a noble lady led a group of barbarian slaves, who without knowing it, planned to pass through the quiet Forest, but ended up being besieged by the goblins.

As for other things, he was not very clear about them for the time being. With Thorne's personality, he had no interest in paying attention to these things.

His only purpose now is to rush to Shuangta Town and investigate the abandoned tower called the "Tower of the Dead". After the investigation is completed, he will report to the two members of the harpist at Melikay Temple, and that's all.

As for saving those people, in addition to being curious, the main reason is to experience points and practice points, as well as killing more goblins as possible, and weakening the strength of the Hruk Goblin tribe.

Well, although these seem a little trivial.

In this way, in the warm sunshine, when Thorne inserted the last arrow with a cold light into the quiver, the departing long-tailed cat fell in love with him again, two figures that did not surprise him appeared not far away.

The noble lady who had been staying in the carriage walked towards him, accompanied by the captain of the barbarians.

After all, Thorne saved their lives and was busy running around the road. It was understandable that they were all resting in this farmhouse. If they were still holding a noble aura, it would be a bit unreasonable to be reasonable.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Ranger, may the forest and Ranger Goddess be with you." The noble lady walked over and looked at the Ranger who was covered in a black cloak and was sitting on the pile of firewood to pet cats. She leaned over slightly, with a slight smile, and expressed her thanks politely:

"A little polite gift is not respectful for your kind help."

As soon as the gentle words finished, the captain of the barbarian standing behind him walked to Thorne with a bag of gold coins, and handed it to him respectfully with his half-bent body.

Thorne pushed the long-tailed cat aside, stood up and glanced at the other party, took the purse without hesitation, took it in his hand and weighed it. Through the weight of the gold coins, he guessed that there were about 500 pieces in total, so he put it in the dimension bag in person and said, "I have accepted your thank you."

After saying that, Thorne was about to leave. Suddenly he felt the long sword hanging around his waist tremble slightly, his expression was stunned, and he immediately turned his doubtful eyes to the noble lady.

Only then did she notice the appearance of the female player who turned into a noble lady. She was wearing a lilac top with a vertical collar that tightly wrapped around her waist. The clothes were decorated with a noble mark that looked like a kind of flower crown. Her long dark brown hair was dispersed on both sides, covering her fair neck tightly. Against the backdrop of this heavy dress, her beautiful face looked very haggard, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

This female player is weird!

Thorne stared at the noble lady's face without turning his eyes, moved his right hand to the position of the hilt of the sword without any trace, and slowly walked towards her in front of her.

The noble lady noticed the ranger's unscrupulous gaze and the steps that were constantly approaching her, frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in her light blue eyes. The favorable feeling that she had originally developed for the cold ranger also disappeared without a trace.

The female player left the ranger's gaze and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly heard a slight sound of "clang", which was like a sharp knife being unsheathed.

When she turned her doubtful gaze, she saw that the originally simple black scabbard on the Ranger's waist suddenly showed its sharpness, and a sword blade exuding a scorching breath slashed towards her like lightning.
Chapter completed!